Come on, Your Highness

In the second year after Xiao Yi opened the mansion, Xiao Ming's title came out, Prince Li.

At the same time, Xiao Yi's marriage is on the agenda.

Although Concubine Lan knew that the final decision was not in her hands, she still begged the concubine to recruit many wives to bring girls of the right age into the palace.

Concubine Gui unexpectedly cooperated with Concubine Lan very well in this matter, and the two seemed to let go of their previous prejudices.

In the Fanghua Palace, Xue Ling came in with a bird's nest, and saw the noble concubine sitting in front of the vanity mirror in a daze, so she couldn't help calling, "Your Majesty."

The noble concubine said: "Ming'er was only so small when he was born, and 15 years will pass before he knows it, and he will open a house and stand on his own." The words were full of loneliness.

Xue Ling handed the bird's nest to the noble concubine, and comforted her: "This means that the third prince has grown up. When the second prince's marriage is certain, our third prince will also welcome the princess, and then there will be an extra daughter-in-law to honor you. Wouldn't it be a better thing?"

The concubine nodded when she heard the words, "Yes, after Xiao Yi, it will be Ming'er's turn, and I don't know what kind of family the emperor will point out to Xiao Yi? Concubine Lan is anxious, and so is my palace."

"After all, he is the honor of the prince, so it's always not too bad."

"But I'm afraid it won't be too good. Xiao Hong is still waiting. Besides, look at the wives who came here. The ones that Concubine Lan liked either didn't come, or the ones who came didn't bring girls. Huh, they're all waiting for two Years later, there will be only one position as the hostess of Keying Palace."

Xue Ling smiled and said: "Those ladies are not very old, so they can naturally afford to wait, but it doesn't matter if they come or not, the important thing is that Concubine Lan presents her favorite candidate to the emperor, and the empress will watch, the emperor will I will not agree. When the time comes, the third prince will be compared to the second prince. You are still a noble concubine, so naturally you will be taller."

"I hope so." The imperial concubine scooped up the bird's nest with a spoon, "By the way, it's time for Mingrui to discuss marriage, right?"

"I heard that Wei Guogong's mansion is looking at each other, but if the empress has a good candidate, why not mention it to the Duke of the country. Master Mingrui is the third prince's companion, and this wife's family is also related to the third prince."

"Master..." The corner of the imperial concubine's mouth curled up in a sarcasm, "I'm afraid he has forgotten that there is a daughter and grandson in the palace."

Xue Ling said angrily: "Your Majesty is on the edge of her own horn again. No one else knows how much the Duke has devoted his heart and soul to Your Highness and Your Highness. Doesn't Your Majesty still know? This doesn't mean that you just let it go. Your Highness is about to open the mansion. I have recommended a lot of people, all of whom can be used by His Highness, the King of England does not have this kind of heart."

The imperial concubine was not so easy to be persuaded, she snorted coldly, "Father wants to recommend, but whoever told his grandson and grandson to make up his mind, he will not give him this face at all, if he refuses, he will refuse."

"Your Majesty, this is also a good thing." Xue Ling took over the empty bowl of bird's nest, and handed the handkerchief to the noble concubine to wipe her mouth, "The King of England has offended many people by being so merciless, and these people dare not say anything. What kind of opinion, maybe why you are so angry from embarrassment. Our third prince has already received many gifts and gifts before leaving the palace, which will be a help in the future."

"It's just a piece of grass, what can it do? Xiao Hong wants to be a lonely and capable minister, and let the emperor know that he doesn't make friends with foreign ministers, so as to gain more trust from the emperor. In fact, he is doing the right thing." The noble concubine said indifferently. Said, but there is no displeasure in the words.

Xue Ling undid the concubine's hair bun and took off Zhucui, and said: "The grass on the wall can crush a camel, it's always tilted to one end, and you can't straighten it if you get used to it. Besides, how can a lonely minister be so easy to do?" Now in the court, there are no contacts, no relationship, how to do things? The eldest prince has been in the court for almost three years, and has been nesting in the Ministry of Industry, and has not moved around while taking advantage of the grace. The master craftsmen are mixed together, just staring at the progress of the palace construction, if this continues, when the second prince and the third prince make achievements based on their abilities, the emperor's eyes will not be on him."

"You still know how to talk." The imperial concubine laughed.

"They are all sons and grandsons of the dragon. Even if the emperor is biased, he will not be too biased. Madam, there is still a long way to go, so relax."

When the imperial concubine was thinking about He Mingrui's marriage, Mrs. Wei Guogong sent a letter in.

The imperial concubine read the letter and frowned, Xue Ling asked: "Your Majesty, what did the old madam say?"

"Mingrui's marriage."

"Your Majesty seems to be in a bit of a dilemma. I don't know which family it is from?"

The imperial concubine put the letter on the table, got up and walked to the window, and said: "It's not someone else's family, it's Tian's family. Mother wants Mingrui to honor the eldest princess."

"Ah?" Xue Ling was surprised, "Why did the old lady suddenly have such an idea?"

The imperial concubine shook her head, "I don't know, and my mother never mentioned it before."

Xue Ling thought, "Although this dynasty does not prohibit concubines from entering the court to take power, looking at Daqi, the consorts who are entrusted with important responsibilities are almost rare. Uncle Xi'an supervises Jiangnan because Princess Leping has passed away for many years. What is the old lady's plan? "

The noble concubine sighed, "I'm afraid it was forced by He Xichao. Even though the marriage in Liang Guogong's mansion is ruined, I'm afraid that there will be another Miss Song. If you want to suppress He Xichao's future wife, the princess is indeed the best choice."

"But the Eldest Princess has nothing but her status. Liang Concubine was born as a servant girl, and was promoted to the position after giving birth to the Eldest Princess. Now that she is gone, she can't help Master Mingrui at all."

However, the old lady was determined and delivered three letters in a row.

Marrying a princess has the advantages of marrying a princess. After all, the eldest princess is the eldest daughter of Emperor Tianqian, and her affections are quite different, and the Tian family always has some preferential treatment when they are married.

The imperial concubine couldn't think of a reason for the refusal, so she agreed.

The process went smoothly. When Wei Guogong heard Emperor Tiangan reveal this meaning, Haoxuan didn't show a surprised expression, and reluctantly replied: "The eldest princess is gentle and virtuous, dignified and beautiful, this is Mingrui's blessing, old minister Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

"Haha..." Emperor Tiangan said happily, "I have a predestined relationship with Wei Guogong, and I am very relieved to get closer."

The second prince's marriage has not been decided yet, but He Mingrui's has been decided first.

Wei Guogong had a gloomy face, and finally when he received the marriage decree, he slapped the table during the family banquet and scolded angrily, "Okay, okay, you are so kind! The wings have grown hard, and such a big marriage can be hidden from the old man and the old man." The imperial concubine colluded and made a decision not to take me seriously, since I don't need my grandfather to intervene, then get out of here!"

Wei Guogong roared with thunder, and without saying anything, everyone knelt down.

When He Xizhao came back today, he just took a sip of soup and was chewing on the bone. Unexpectedly, apart from him, even the eldest lady was not sitting down, and knelt on the ground silently.

An angry and sharp eyes glared over, He Xichao looked at Wei Guogong's face as dark as ink, and finally swallowed his fragile bones, and fell on his knees helplessly.

"Oh, what a disaster." He muttered, thinking that if he had known about it, he would not have come back to watch the excitement.

Wei Guogong was really mad, and the second room again and again acted in secret against him, behind his back, and even skipped his eldest grandson's marriage, which was a naked challenge to his authority.

He couldn't figure out why he wanted Princess Shang!

With the court of Wei Guogong's mansion, a princess is like a worthless existence. Apart from bringing glory, she has no benefits.

Needle dropping could be heard in the flower hall, only Wei Guogong questioned him aloud.

Finally He Mingrui said: "The grandson admires the eldest princess, knowing that your grandfather...does not agree, so he begged his grandmother to write to his aunt, and asked the emperor to marry him."

"Admiration?"

Wei Guogong's sharp eyes locked on He Mingrui's body, and the latter touched his head to the ground, not daring to see that almost penetrating gaze.

He Mingrui mustered up the courage to answer: "Yes, please grandfather."

He Xi raised his eyebrows, and there was an intriguing smile on his face. Now that the imperial decree is issued, there is nothing to say.

It's such a good explanation.

This turmoil ended in He Mingrui's bold young Mu Ai.

Wei Guogong was probably sad, so he locked himself in the Sansong hall and never came out.

After He Xichao finished watching the play, he wanted to go back to the Prince's Mansion with oil on his feet, but after thinking about it, he went to the kitchen to carry a jug of wine, a pile of peanuts, and a few side dishes, and put them in a food box. Pine Hall.

He Xiang was pacing back and forth anxiously at the door, when he heard footsteps, he looked up and saw He Xichao walking over unhurriedly carrying a food box and holding a lantern.

His face suddenly brightened, and he called out: "Young Master Xi Chao came just in time. The Duke has not thought about eating and drinking these two days, and his energy is getting worse and worse. Now he is shutting himself in and not letting the young one serve you. I'm really anxious, please persuade him!"

"Grandpa Xiang is loyal." He Xi smiled, walked to the door, pushed it, and looked back at He Xiang, "Is the door locked?"

He Xiang nodded helplessly.

He Xi looked up and saw that there was no light inside, it was pitch black, "Are you sure you're inside, the lights aren't on?"

"Here, alas, the Duke of the country has never had it, and the young master has let him down so much."

"It's not very good to marry a princess, there's no need to be disappointed." He Xichao said with a curled lip, and He Xiang smiled compensatingly.

He Xichao then patted on the door and shouted: "Grandfather, grandson wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with you, please open the door?"

There was no sound from inside.

"Ah yo, ignore me."

He Xiang said: "Think about it again, it's late at night, and the water has never been sent in."

"Is He Mingrui not here?" He Xichao asked.

"Here we are. After standing there for a while, Grandpa Guo didn't even open the door, so he left." He Xiang sighed.

"Why are old men so stubborn these days? It's really hard to coax."

He Xiang smiled and did not answer, but looked at He Xichao hopefully.

He Xichao thought for a while, then gave the lantern and food box to He Xiang, while he walked around the Sansong Hall, his eyes suddenly fell on a certain place, and he thought he had it.

Wei Guozheng sat behind the desk, without an oil lamp, just in the dark, full of depression.

Ever since he took the position of Duke, he has never been so powerless as at this moment, as if everything is out of control, and he and the people around him betrayed him.

The imperial decree has been issued, he can't even deal with his wife, son and daughter-in-law, and he can't question the noble concubine, otherwise he will be dissatisfied and have a problem with the eldest princess.

Wei Guogong suddenly felt that he was getting old...

Kaka-

Suddenly there was a clear sound of doors and windows turning in the quiet darkness.

"Who?" Wei Guogong stood up and scolded angrily.

Kaka-

"Grandpa Xiang, this window is unlocked, take the ladder over here." He Xichao's voice came clearly, followed by a "squeak" and the north window of the study was pushed open.

Wei Guogong, who hadn't complained about Ai Gou, immediately let go of the hurt and sorrow, stared at the light that streamed in because of the open window, and couldn't help saying angrily: "He Xichao, what are you doing!"

"Ah, you're always awake, my grandson thought you were fainted inside, and wanted to come to rescue you quickly... Come here, put it here."

After He Xichao's slightly taunting voice came in together with the creak of stepping on the ladder, Wei Guogong yelled angrily: "Nonsense! Who told you to climb the window, hurry up and let me down, you've done it wrong!"

It's a pity that this grandson never took his reprimands seriously, and said as he climbed: "Don't be unreasonable, okay, the door is locked by you, what can I do if I don't climb the window? Have pity on me, a weak scholar, and how can I not climb the window?" It’s really hard for me to practice this climbing ability.”

To be honest, the window is not too high, otherwise He Xichao would not have wanted to climb the window. He sat on the window sill, turned around and took the lantern handed by He Xiang, and said to the figure inside: "Grandfather, hurry up and light the lamp, grandson wants Jumped off."

Wei Guogong stared, "Don't jump! If you break your leg, you will suffer! Hurry down!"

"Okay, then you open the door."

Wei Guogong stopped talking immediately.

"Old kid, just old kid. In terms of childishness, I'm willing to bow down." Sitting on the window sill, He Xichao said casually, shaking his legs, "Your heart is unhappy, grandson knows, and you want to be alone, The grandson also understands. But why is it so dark? Don’t the more you think about it, the sadder you become, and the more lonely you become. For a lifetime, ups and downs are common sense, you should understand better than me."

"Are you teaching me a lesson? Your hair hasn't grown yet, so it's your turn to speak!" Wei Guogong sneered.

A sneer came, and He Xichao said: "All right, you have to do this, then I can't help it."

Hearing this, Wei Guogong couldn't help looking over suspiciously, and the next moment he saw He Xichao stretch out three fingers and said, "I'll count to three, if you don't agree to open the door, I'll jump. If you break your hand, if you break your leg, I will take the blame on you. If you spread it out, you are disrespectful and disrespectful to your grandson who is studying in the imperial examination, so you insist on letting him jump out of the window... You will lose face It was thrown outside the capital..."

Wei Guogong's eyelids twitched, "Brat, you..."

"one……"

"This old man doesn't like this!"

"two……"

"Come down for me!"

"Three..." He Xichao threw the lantern inside and supported the window frame with both hands...

"The old man opens the door."

He Xi bent his mouth and slowed down his jumping posture. He said, "Then light the lamp."

There was a heavy exhalation sound, showing the helplessness of Wei Guogong.

Huoziezi lit the oil lamp, Wei Guogong looked up, and saw He Xichao smiling at him with his head down, his face was full of a calculating smile like a little fox.

"It's getting better." He was really helpless.

He Xichao looked down and said, "Actually, it's not that high. Grandpa, follow me a little, and I'll jump off."

"Hey, don't..." Before Wei Guogong finished speaking, he hurriedly took a step forward and hugged the grandson who jumped as soon as he said it.

He Xichao's downward momentum made Wei Guogong stagger, and he stood still with the help of a chair.

He Xichao put his arms around his shoulders, looked at him with a smile, reached out and pulled his beard boldly, and coaxed: "Okay, okay, don't be awkward, what's on your mind, tell me later, if you look like this, My grandson is distressed."